Chapter 164: Twenty Thousand dead
Southern Border — Truvale Checkpost
The Royal Carriage came to a halt before the Truvale Checkpost. The Royal Knights swiftly dismounted, their boots crunching on the snow as they began surveying the area.
The silence was unnatural. Not a soul in sight. It was as if no one ever lived here.
*Swishhh—*
Cold winds howled through the outpost, carrying with it a bite that made visibility even worse.
As heavy snow was falling continuously, it was getting harder for the knights to move on the snow.
The knights lit their lanterns and began checking the tents one by one, searching for anyone who could explain what had happened here.
Inside one of the larger tents, two knights moved cautiously, the flame of their lamp flickering with every gust of wind.
"Umm... why are we here again?" one of them asked, his voice uncertain as he glanced at his partner.
"We were summoned by royal orders. No explanation given," the other replied, his voice low. "But I heard whispers from the Weaver Household. This checkpost—Truvale—it’s one of the largest outposts in the kingdom. Over twenty thousand soldiers, generals, and knights were stationed here."
He paused, glancing around the eerily quiet tent.